"Where else would I be, Fi?" Isaac asked dryly as he slid into the seat that pretty much had his name on it, the one that was right across from the one that had hers on it. The pair of them, their whole group really, spent more time in this room than was probably rational. Maybe they liked getting into trouble? Isaac believed it was more than individual professors just really wanted to throw their weight around. Either way, here he was, and he wasn't going to sulk about it. He dropped his book bag to the floor and rolled his eyes at her words.
"Already finished it," He told her, along with his charms essay, his potions project, and the extra defense against the dark arts reading he had assigned himself. Fiora probably knew he was a decent enough student if she was perceptive enough. She would have realized by now that Isaac hadn't turned in a late assignment a single time since he'd first started Hogwarts, but he didn't exactly advertise it either.
He was rude to her, but what else was new? At least this time, he had a reason. Just last week, they had been in these same seats when she had said some things Isaac found incredibly annoying. Something about the sorts of girls he liked, as if she knew, well okay, yeah she probably did, but Isaac didn't want anyone. And he didn't like her telling anyone what she knew. He sat back into his chair, one arm wrapped over the back powerfully, and stretched his legs out in front of him.
"What did you do?" He asked, and the disinterest weighed heavily in his words. He liked Fiora most of the time because she was chill and could be ruthless, but he was still aggravated with her about last week, and he wanted her to know it. And Isaac was absolutely the sort to hold a grudge.
